The dark version of Chen Pingchuan slowly lifted his head. The madness and anger in his eyes gradually dissipated, replaced by a deep sense of resignation.
"Let me ask you a question first."
"Have you felt an inexplicable gaze constantly watching you?"
Chen Pingchuan frowned. Thinking about his recent experiences, he voiced the suspicion that had been on his mind.
"Are you talking about the will of this world?"
Upon hearing Chen Pingchuan's words, the dark version of him unexpectedly burst out laughing.
"To think I actually lost to you. It's truly ironic."
Clearly, Chen Pingchuan's answer had missed the mark. Before he could speak, his dark counterpart continued, "The will of this planet isn't as powerful as you imagine. Otherwise, neither of us would have arrived here so easily."
Feeling that his dark counterpart still had that smug, all-powerful look, Chen Pingchuan decided to threaten him directly.
"Cut the crap and get to the point. If you keep this up, I'm leaving."
